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Wearing Power Armor to a Magic School (4/?)

A Princess… a real, honest to god, princess.

My mind had struggled to register that. The past half hour alone was just about enough to overwhelm my head with an inundation of experiences completely removed from my reality. From magic, to mythical races, to talking birds, and an entirely alien civilization that I had no context for, everything here was just about pushing the limits of my sanity.

But in a good way… A part of me thought to myself as I felt a mix...

Wearing Power Armor to a Magic School (3/?) Revised Version

Hey guys so I'm finishing up Chapter 4 and I realized that I should add a bit of foreshadowing and a bit of edits to Chapter 3 to make it transition better to Chapter 4. It's not a lot of changes but I think it makes Chapter 3 much better so yeah! Here's a revised version for Chapter 3! Enjoy! :D And expect Chapter 4's next WiP to be out relatively soon! :D 

Orientation. That was what the blue-robed elf spoke of when he, and the red-robed professor, escorted me towards yet another ...

Humans Don't Hibernate [Part 20/?]

“United Ascendancy?” I parroted back almost immediately as I turned towards Vir’s faceplate, which at this point was displaying an undeniable expression of abject confusion. “Elijah had only talked about the United Nations and briefly mentioned its various sub-organizations throughout our conversations. Not once in any of our discussions did he mention anything about this Ascendancy.” I continued, trying to get to the bottom of this which was more than likely a fruitless ta...

Wearing Power Armor to a Magic School (4/?) WiP

A Princess… a real, honest to god, princess.

My mind had struggled to register that. The past half hour alone was just about enough to overwhelm my head with an inundation of experiences completely removed from my reality. From magic, to mythical races, to talking birds, and an entirely alien civilization that I had no foreknowledge of let alone any context for, everything here was just about pushing the limits of my sanity.

But in a good way… A part of me th...

The Human Trapped In my Head (4/?)

I never really had dreams in this place. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that our bunks were effectively just concrete slabs with a light mesh of some 3rd, 4th, or even some 5th generation hand-me-down mattress from who knows where. Or maybe it had something to do with the fact that a good number of deathworlders were present in the same section of the dorms with me. The masters hadn’t been paying much attention to the various idiosyncrasies that came with the habitation requirem...

Humans Don't Hibernate [Part 19/?]

“...1”

I’d forgotten what the first jump drive activation truly felt like. For days following it I had just assumed that it was because the experience had been marred and completely overridden by the utter chaos that was the bridge as it was caked in firefoam and the acrid smell of burnt electronics. I had assumed that the overstimulation was what had caused me to overlook, if not entirely forget, what should have been an ethereal experience.

Entering and exiting a ...

Wearing Power Armor to a Magic School (3/?)

Orientation. That was what the blue-robed elf spoke of when he, and the red-robed professor, escorted me towards yet another expansive room. This one more resembled the grand dining halls of old European palaces, gaudy, but still somehow tasteful. It was large, far larger than even the foyer, with white marble and a smokey gray quartz lining every square inch of the floor. In fact, if you looked closer, you could see these intricate, lightning bolt-looking patterns that more resembled cracks ...

The Human Trapped In my Head (4/?) WiP

I never really had dreams in this place. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that our bunks were effectively just concrete slabs with a light mesh of some 3rd, 4th, or even some 5th hand hand-me-down mattress from who knows where. Or maybe it had something to do with the fact that a good number of deathworlders were present in the same section of the dorms with me. The masters hadn’t been paying much attention to the various idiosyncrasies that came with the habitation requirements o...

Wearing Power Armor to a Magic School (3/?) WiP 2

Orientation. That was what the blue-robed professor spoke of when he, and the red-robed woman, escorted me towards yet another expansive room. Except this one looked far more like one of those massive Michelin star restaurants on cruise ships. It was large, far larger than even the foyer, with white marble and a smokey gray quartz lining every square inch of the floor. In fact, if you looked closer, you could see these intricate, almost lightning-looking patterns that more resembled cracks in...

Wearing Power Armor to a Magic School (3/?) WiP

Orientation. That was what the blue-robed professor spoke of when he, and the red-robed woman, escorted me towards yet another expansive room. Except this one looked far more like one of those massive michelin star restaurants on cruise ships. It was large, far larger than even the foyer, with white marble and a smokey gray quartz lining every square inch of the floor. In fact, if you looked closer, you could see these intricate, almost lightning-looking patterns that more resembled cracks in...

Wearing Power Armor to a Magic School (2/?) Revised Version!

Hello everyone! I've done some revisions to the second chapter because I wanted to put more emphasis on introducing Emma as a character earlier on rather than leaving it to later chapters. As I write Chapter 3, I started to realize that it made more narrative sense this way, so here's a newly revised Chapter 2! I hope you guys enjoy and please feel free to tell me what you think! :D 

10 Months Prior to Arrival

Emma Booker

There was once...

Humans Don't Hibernate [Part 19/?] WiP

“...1”

I’d forgotten what the first jump drive activation truly felt like. For the days following it I had just assumed that it was because the experience had been marred and completely overridden by the utter chaos that was the bridge as it was caked in firefoam and the acrid smell of burnt electronics. I had assumed that the overstimulation was what had caused me to overlook if not entirely forget what should have been an ethereal experience.

Entering and exiting ...

Humans Don't Hibernate [Part 18/?]

I had expected silence to suddenly blanket our conversation as soon as I was done running through my life’s story. I waited in bated breath for what I felt was the inevitable flurry of emotional back and forths that had come to dominate the majority of our conversations over the past few days. I steadied myself for the wrench in the works to mangle what had up to this point been the start of a genuinely fruitful conversation.

Yet these concerns never came to pass.

What instead h...

Welcome!

Hello! Hi! I just wanted to give everyone a bright and warm hello and welcome to my Patreon! Be careful of the scaffolding and loose rafters, I’m still a relatively new, but very active operation! :D

First of all I just wanted to say something to all of you, something that I’ve been struggling to find the right words for, because this entire situation still feels incredibly surreal to me. I’ve been writing stories for an incredibly long time now, the audience for which has always ...

Wearing Power Armor to a Magic School (2/?)

The Institute for Anomalous Studies, Earth

Director Elizabeth Weir

Emma was the perfect candidate. A 19 year old female, impeccable academic record, commendations left and right from her JROTC reports, and with little to no social or familial attachments to speak of… the latter factor was especially vital given the sensitive nature of this particularly exceptional operation.

For centuries now we’ve been observing, tracking, analyzing, an...

Wearing Power Armor to a Magic School (1/?)

Author's Note: Hello all! So I had an idea that came to me and I just had to get it written down. I wanted to share this, and the next chapter with you guys first and foremost before I put it out there on Reddit. So expect the second chapter sometime later this evening! I hope you guys enjoy! :D I'm still unsure as to how regular this series will update so we'll see! I'm still working on my other series, don't worry, it's just, I sometimes let my muse go a bit haha I hope that's alright with ...

The Human Trapped In my Head (3/?)

The general mood in the chow-hall that night was the usual quiet, despondent one, one that I’d come to know and hate. Yet it was one of the only few times that I had the opportunity to interact and socialize with the small group of friends I’d managed to scrounge up from my years toiling away underneath this alien sun.

I’d tried my best to carve out a little place for myself amongst what was effectively a hellish situation in an even more hellish landscape. It was necessary, becau...

Why Haven’t the Humans Transformed? (3/3)

We agreed to this meeting. The humans, as alien and bizarre as their methods were, were nothing if not entirely peaceful and civilized throughout each and every one of our interactions. Their practices were barbaric, yes, and their reticence to conform to the galactic norm was indeed disturbing… but that didn’t mean we were simply going to allow our biases to close us off to the possibilities of diplomacy.

Yet not everyone within our ranks saw eye to eye with this direction. It was ...

Abducting a Human's Mate is a Bad Idea: Epilogue

Memories soon started to make their way to the surface as I begun replaying the events leading up to where I was now. The ramming of the station, the boarding actions, the Director, leaving the platoon and going solo, then-

“Telar!” I shouted. Or rather, I mumbled out weakly.

The Doctor who had clearly been checking up on my vitals and the rest of my readings throughout this entire ordeal finally spoke. “Ah, Lieutenant Peers. Glad to see you’re back with us.”

I beg...

Humans Don't Hibernate: The Unpublished Letters of Elijah Skylar Banes

I wanted to explore more of the Humans Don't Hibernate universe, particularly Elijah's character since a lot of worldbuilding did happen during that period of time that's slowly being expanded upon in the latter portions of the story that we're currently in. However, I wanted to tell that story in another way, in a way that shows it as it unfolds, in a format that makes sense in-universe, from the perspective of a character that didn't have a chance to tell much of his story because of the ci...

The Human Trapped in My Head (2/?)

One would think that after an exchange like that, that there’d be an immediate dialogue to figure out exactly what was going on. Yet that didn’t happen. As the voice began muttering out nonsense, as if speaking in a whole other language as he took his damned time before addressing me once again.

“Right, so, this won’t work.”

“What do you mean?”

“Your brain’s barely compatible with my consciousness. I mean, granted, there’s barely anything there.�...

The Human Trapped in My Head (1/?)

Announcement: This is a new series that I'll be posting on reddit very soon! It's a story of adventure and self discovery as an alien slave stumbles across an ancient artifact, culminating in a human consciousness from an ancient war now being inseparably bound to him via a device embedded on his palm. Come join Balator as he tries to make sense of his newfound circumstances, and as the human attempts to guide him out of slavery and into freedom! Expect intrigue, adventure, and more as the se...

What’s Underneath a Human’s Helmet: A New Era in Human Combat

They say that going up against a human in combat is blatant suicide. They say that even in a seemingly even playing field, with nothing present but two bodies (albeit one behind steel, composites, and glass), that there was nothing you could hope to do to even lay a scratch on a human before you were subdued.

But I couldn’t bring myself to believe this.

Not when everything pointed to the contrary…

And yes, whilst I did concede the realms of the sciences, industry, techno...

What’s Underneath a Human’s Helmet: What Comes After the End? (3/?) WiP and Cut Content

“I think if given enough time, you’ll start to see them in a different light, Archer.” Alana began. “The barrier is there, I don’t disagree with you on that front. But there’s a spark in each and every one of them. There’s an undeniable ember of potential burning in all of their hearts. An ember that I intend on nurturing for as long as I can.” There was yet another pause on Alana’s part as she seemed more intent on expanding on her unorthodox perspective.

But not befo...

Humans Don't Hibernate (18/?) WiP

I’d expected silence to suddenly blanket our conversation after I’d run through my life’s story. I expected some level of yet again, emotional back and forths between Vir and I, as we had done before so many times. Yet that never came. What instead happened was unexpected, yet simple and honestly, something that I didn’t know I even needed. I felt a foreign pressure on my shoulder, the presence of a hand coming down upon it and gently squeezing it.

“You know Lysara. You may be...

Humans Don't Hibernate (17/?) WiP

“I mean, can you think of a better way to start off the morning?” Vir spoke in that borderline ecstatic tone that had come to define the past few minutes following our timely escape. One that I was thankful for, yes, but that had come at the price of my whole body going into an intense fight or flight response that now kept me glued to my seat like a derani in headlights. Incapable of any movement, unable to even budge as the AI’s platform continuously shimmie...

Patreon Exclusive Story: Aliens Can't Imagine

What do you do when you’re the only one in the room who can visualize a circle? Or maybe a square? Keep going, what is it you can or can’t visualize? Go on then. Can you turn that square into a rectangle, sharpen the front, narrow it down a bit, same with the back, and add those circles I mentioned on the bottom of it? Give it a few seconds, now you have the most basic abstract representation of a car. Keep going, add the bits and baubles you want. A hood ornament? Shaded windows? White-w...

Patreon Exclusive Story: Human Movie Night (WiP)

Alex had always been a dear friend. A human friend, sure, but a friend nonetheless. Whilst most see humans as these nigh-untouchable beings of benevolence and might, I see past that. Perhaps it’s just because of my human’s own unique eccentricities. Or perhaps even, it’s something beyond that. Perhaps he’s somehow inadvertently pack-bonded to me. Or perhaps, it’s just because I was special?

Though that didn’t make sense. How was I, some run of the mill dockworker, anywhere n...

Why Haven’t the Humans Transformed? (2/3)

Our couriers and scouts were quick to arrive on scene to testify to the veracity of these claims. Many amongst our ranks had simply believed these claims to be that of a hoaxer, or perhaps a particularly gifted hacker from a dying humanity who wished to claim aid in a manner that would truly catch our attention. Whatever the case was, none of us were truly ready to witness what we saw as we glimpsed at the travesty that was Sol.

The sun was dying. Or so, that’s what we thought at firs...

Abducting a Human's Mate is a Bad Idea (3/3) Work in Progress

“I, Michael Peers, a Lunarian citizen of sound body, mind, and spirit, do solemnly swear to uphold the principles of our great Union. To commit myself, my heart, my very soul, to the defense of this great nation, and the ideals it stands for. To push back against the dark and to bring light to those lightless. To fight, battle, and wage war against the foes who would dare to infringe on the universal declaration of all sapient life. From the depths of the marianas, to the edge of A...